House Witch

Chapter 796 795. Whispers in the Court

"Clam?"

Dorothy stood on the huge stage with questions in her head, and the words of the pleasant voice in her ears made her tremble.

What the hell is this?

Court of Eros? Isn't this the Grand Theater? How does it look like a court? Your courts are all held in a theater?

The court is very serious, okay? Is it okay to turn serious things into entertainment?

this is not good.

Also, please explain to me clearly what the punishment of lust is, and how lust and punishment are connected. I have little knowledge, so don’t lie to me.

The otaku witch now has a lot of regrets in her heart, but now she can only hold it in.

She could only frown and look around, taking in the layout of the so-called Court of Love.

Well, this is obviously a very gorgeously decorated opera house. Although it is not as luxurious as the previous Witch Opera House in Venus City to an almost god-level level, it is almost the pinnacle specification of an ordinary building without the involvement of magic. To the extent that it was left behind in the previous life, it was considered a cultural heritage.

However, the lighting in the auditorium around the stage was now dim, and Dorothy could not see anything.

This dimness was originally nothing to her, but now it was just like the fog before. Even though she had used magic to enhance her vision, she still couldn't see clearly.

But even though she couldn't see a single figure in sight, the otaku witch's inspiration reminded her, giving her the feeling that the countless auditoriums were filled with people.

Sight has weight.

The sight of countless people is even more so.

Even though the builder of this stage, the unscrupulous Demon King, used means to block the weight of those sights, a highly inspired witch like Dorothy can still vaguely feel the sense of prying eyes.

This made her very uneasy, because she didn't know whether these damn senses of prying eyes were new or had always existed before.

After all, now that she is in the center of the stage, this inspiration's perception of sight is particularly keen, but in the previous levels, her perception was not obvious.

Post it. Artie, just wait for me.

The otaku witch gritted her teeth in her heart.

She doesn't dare to offend the majesty of the Demon King, but don't let her catch Atina next time, otherwise she will appoint her to play the song "Why Are the Flowers So Red".

In addition to the audience seats, Dorothy raised her head and found that there were six extended platform seats on the second floor of the stage. At this time, there was a person sitting on each seat.

As soon as she saw everyone's familiar faces, the otaku witch breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the sisters are okay.

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"Um, how come everyone is back to normal?"

The otaku witch was a little surprised.

At this time, Senior Mia and others were no longer in the shape of statues, wolves or sheep. They had returned to their original appearances and sat in their seats with confused expressions. Then they all looked worried. Looking at Dorothy in the audience.

And apart from them, Lucifer, Madeline and Wendy, who had not been found before, were even more confused.

The three of them were still challenging their respective levels, and even seemed to be about to pass the level. However, they were suddenly pulled to such a place, which caught them off guard.

However, they turned to look at the sisters beside them, and then at the familiar otaku witch in the center of the stage below, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, I actually recovered too. Tsk, this is not the time to recover."

Only then did Dorothy belatedly realize that she was no longer carrying the body of the Demon King. She had recovered her own body. The powerful power and witch belonging to the Dragon Witch were flowing through her body, making her feel I am now full of strength.

However, this is not as good as staying the same. Why should I hold it in my face when She dies? Otherwise, I can still say that the devil died, not me.

send.

The otaku witch cursed in her heart a certain king of pranks who had no regal bearing at all.

"Xianbao, are you okay? Teacher Demon King didn't do anything to you, right?"

There was a familiar touch on the top of her head. A tentacle hung down, and a worm-like swirling mouth full of sharp teeth grew from the end of the tentacle, but a pleasant female voice came from it. The voice was mysterious and elegant.

"Senior Fanny, you finally have access to the Internet again."

Dorothy rolled her eyes angrily. This was obviously her most powerful plug-in, but it always disconnected every time she needed to use it. It was really not reliable at all.

Hat senior: "."

The Outer God Witch was very hesitant.

She wanted to protect this Master, but who made this guy always get involved in some weird things.

"So what did you do this time? Why did Mr. Demon King come here to torment you?"

She couldn't help but asked curiously.

She wouldn't be surprised if it was Teacher God King and Teacher Dragon King who came to see Xibao. After all, they had disputes in their past lives, but it was Teacher Demon King who came, which was very strange.

"Now, Xibao, don't you have any disputes with Teacher Demon King that I don't know about?"

Senior Sister Hat opened the eyes of the stars on the brim of her hat and asked suspiciously.

Dorothy: "."

She really couldn't help but think about it for a moment, but apart from the point in Witch Night that she couldn't take seriously, she really had nothing to do with the Demon King.

"I suspect it's because of her waist."

After much thought, the otaku witch felt that the Demon King must have done this to avenge the past. After all, the Demon King was notoriously petty.

But before she could finish her words, the senior student quickly stretched out a tentacle and blocked her mouth, physically blocking her next words.

"Xianbao, there are some things that you won't die until you do it."

Senior Sister Fanny reminded me.

As the direct disciple of the Demon King, she naturally knows better than others how small-minded her teacher is. Even if she really did some things, you can't tell them, otherwise she will definitely hold her grudge again.

Dorothy: "."

The otaku witch spat out her wet and cute tentacles, but she didn't pay much attention to her senior's warning.

After all, if you look at this scene and the rules of the game just now, is there any need to be cowardly?

Don't be cowardly and don't panic. The problem is huge. It's useless to be cowardly or panic.

She raised her head again, looking beyond the platform where the sisters were, towards the throne at the top.

At this time, a tall and mysterious witch was sitting on the throne. She was wearing a black tuxedo on her upper body and matching black trousers on her lower body. She wore an iconic top hat on her head, but her face was covered only by a mask. A butterfly mask covering half of the face.

Tsk, the standard Phantom Thief dress.

However, others may think that this is a real monster thief, but Dorothy knows very well that the face of this guy under the mask is not the face of Sage Hermes, but the culprit of this prank - the Demon King. .

Tsk, thank you for being able to pretend to be a monster thief. How many layers is this?

Dorothy laughed inwardly, thinking maliciously.

After all, Hermes' Phantom Thief is very graceful and has a good figure.

Of course, due to the angle of elevation, Dorothy could not clearly see the figure of the Phantom Thief on the throne at this moment. She could only see the long legs that were crossed and crossed.

Well, not to mention, you can laugh at Artie's upper body as much as you like, but this lower body is really not bad.

Those legs even made Dorothy feel like looking at her own legs. They were slender and straight, the calves were tight and shapely, and the thighs were plump and fleshy, enough to be called a goddess.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the slight thinness of the upper body that the contrast between the upper and lower parts is even more obvious, resulting in the exciting contrast between the waist and the drum.

Well, I can only say that it is indeed her favorite waist drum. The legs are beautiful, but the waist drum is even more amazing, so round and smooth.

The otaku witch looked fiercely at the culprit on the high throne.

This is undoubtedly a bit offensive or even transgressive. After all, the beauty on the throne is actually a true supreme king.

There is a saying that when a king is angry, he will lay down millions of corpses. The majesty of this king cannot be violated lightly.

Anyway, what she did was scare the hell out of Fanny-senpai above her. Hat-senpai was hovering between her teacher and her Master, thinking about how to save this daring teacher if the Demon King teacher was really angry. Seba.

And Dorothy is actually not as brave as she appears. The talent of "God above God" in her heart is shining brightly, ready to be activated at any time.

Well, she actually did this on purpose, trying to provoke this petty devil to take action against her, so that she could directly use the real killer move - "Sister, save me".

Although she might be locked up in a dark room by her sister if she called her, but now that she was seeing the Shura field coming soon, she felt that she might as well be locked up in a dark room by her sister?

Well, it’s all social death anyway.

However, what Dorothy couldn't understand was that the devil, who was known for his revenge all night long, was not angry at all against her blasphemous and obscene look, and even deliberately adjusted his sitting posture slightly to make it easier for her to look at her. She could see her legs more clearly.

"How's it going? Doesn't it look good? It's so boring to wear pants. Do you want me to wear some of your favorite lace?"

The joyful voice that announced the rules of the game sounded again, but this time it only sounded in the ears of the otaku witch. In addition to pleasure, the voice was also charming and enchanting, like a cat's claws scratching the heart.

Dorothy: "."

The otaku witch's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked in disbelief at Miss Phantom Thief who seemed to have nothing happened on the throne on the high platform, a little doubting whether she was hallucinating.

No, although I knew that Atty was not normal, I never thought that you, the Demon King, would be such a king.

Did you steal Pinru's wardrobe?

Damn, he is worthy of being a strong man who has mastered the original sin of lust. A strong-mouthed king like him who only has theories but no practical experience can't beat her. After all, he really has three thousand beauties in his harem.

Damn it, I'm not envious or jealous at all.

Dorothy was licking the lemon in her mind, and at the same time she actually fantasized about the legs of the Hidden Devil.

Bliss

"Hmph, actually I like white ones."

Of course, she responded in this way.

After all, they are facing off in front of so many people. Even if others can't hear their private chat, their momentum cannot be lost. She has never been weaker than others in her life.

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"It's okay. As long as you lose later, we can play slowly. You can do whatever you want. Hehe, these little guys must like you very much. They won't let you go so easily. But they definitely didn’t expect that in their subsequent competitiveness, I would be the one who got the advantage in the end, Jie Jie Jie.”

The pleasant voice sounded like this again, and the bad taste in the voice was so bad that it made people angry and wanted to whip her severely.

Dorothy: "."

The otaku witch is really resigned to being the loser now.

Damn it, a pure child like her can't defeat such an experienced demon who can eat people without spitting out their bones.

This is too scary.

However, is this the original punishment for lust?

It seems reasonable for the great demon in charge of lust to execute the execution himself.

Moreover, I heard that this kind of punishment does exist in the abyss hell. The playboy will be thrown into the lair of a group of very hungry succubi who have been imprisoned for a long time, and then have their bones and marrow sucked out until not a drop is left. , I guarantee that you will stop being carefree in the next few lives and tremble directly when you see someone of the opposite sex.

Well, this is indeed quite a terrible torture that makes you truly hate the things you once loved most.

And ordinary lust punishment is already so terrifying, how terrifying is the punishment personally carried out by the spokesperson of lust?

Dorothy lowered her head. If it weren't for her martial arts cultivation that forcibly controlled the blood on her face, she would be blushing with anger.

Well, Artie, I have also written down the revenge for today's humiliation, and will definitely avenge it in the future.

Of course, neither the countless live viewers who are already sitting in the audience nor the sisters on the second floor platform know about the "whispering" between the defendant on the bottom stage and the judge on the top. .

Everyone only saw the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two people, especially the exchange of eyes. You could see sparks coming out.

"I just wanted to say that this game has become boring. Although the eldest lady is indeed very powerful, I'm not here to see her show off. I'm here to see people suffer."

"That's right, the person who promised to be afraid of the lottery has now turned into a young lady pretending to be a legend."

"It's boring, I want to see the river of blood."

In the Magic Network live broadcast room, the audience was actually tired of watching the little game of leveling up. At first, they would be surprised that this young lady was so powerful. But after watching a powerful person for a long time, what did they see? It was not a problem for her, and it was quite boring, so suddenly there were more and more barrages of this type.

But now.

"Yeah, that's it, that's what I want to see."

"Wow, Miss Phantom Thief, you are such a genius. I love watching women fight the most."

"Yes, yes, that's it. No matter how strong a hero is, it's hard to be a beauty. Even the three kings are like this. I don't believe that this young lady can kill indiscriminately this time."

"Hey, can you let me go up and join in? I also like the eldest lady."

"You're laughing so hard, I'll pay you to death now, hahaha"

The barrage filling the screen was so carnival.

You guys, who likes to watch show-offs? What they like to watch is the show-offs.

Although Dorothy couldn't hear the audience's voice, which was actually surging like a tsunami, she still straightened her face and prepared to break through.

Alas, the provocation method that tried to provoke the Demon King to make her attack him failed. Then it was not shameful to just call her good sister. After all, being bullied by a big one and being timid before fighting are two different concepts.

He is worthy of being the king of conspiracy, and it is really difficult to plot against him.

Then there is only one way left, and we can only break through the level calmly.

It’s a joke. Real warriors dare to face the bleak life. Why should they be afraid of a mere Shura field? Besides, those who are not Shura field are obviously my family members.

Miss Family Hero wrapped herself in a cloak of courage.

Although the body has returned to its original state, the equipment that was obtained before is surprisingly still there. This is quite surprising to the otaku witch, but now is not the time to study these things.

Let’s get through this community first and then talk about it.

"Objection, may I ask your lord, what crime am I guilty of?"

The house witch is raising objections

Xibao, she stood up